Within the ruins, in the medicinal garden originally belonging to Jiu Ying, as Lu Ye just stepped in, he saw a little girl with long green hair standing not far ahead.
She puffed her cheeks, staring at him with wide eyes, her gaze filled with accusations of blood and tears.
Hmm? Why is this timid creature so bold today? Lu Ye felt surprised.
This creature was always found curled up in a corner, afraid to make any move.
Little did he know how anxious the tea tree was at this moment.
She was suffering...
Ever since the medicinal garden underwent some changes, that human race would visit every few days, plucking some of her leaves.
Once, twice, three times, four times...
Every time she felt sad for a long time.
Finally, after the last time, she decided to endure the pain and made up her mind.
This couldn't go on any longer!
If this kept happening, she'd end up bald one day; each of her leaves had grown with great care, and now her hair was much thinner than before.
